Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Macedonia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Strawberry Alarm Clock to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Sound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scratch Acid,
The Dead C,
Anthony Braxton,
Deepchord,
Ronnie Foster,
Glenn Branca,
The Techniques,
Stockholm Monsters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Q65,
Tears for Fears,
The Grass Roots,
Brick,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
X-101,
Ten City,
Wasted Youth,
Funkadelic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Pus,
The Slits,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Letta Mbulu,
David McCallum,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Hasil Adkins,
Procol Harum,
Brass Construction,
ABC,
Gong,
Erykah Badu,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Warren Ellis,
Loose Ends,
Negative Approach,
Peter & Gordon,
Section 25,
Hot Snakes,
Unrelated Segments,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Quantec,
Joe Smooth,
Minor Threat,
Black Sheep,
Pagans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Iggy Pop,
Masters at Work,
Jesper Dahlback,
June Days,
Slick Rick,
Livin' Joy,
Soulsonic Force,
Qualms,
Visage,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.